Growling

Original entry on March 18, 2008: So first I dreamed about this one river, and it was very very polluted, and these guys decided to go fishing. Only they found this one invisible island. At first it seemed like a really wonderful, idyllic place, and this nice old lady invited them inside. Note: if a "nice old lady" invites you ANYWHERE, it is a good idea not to go. In fact, run really fast in the opposite direction. Anyway, so of course they listened to her, and they went into this house and down these stairs into this, like, underground mansion thing. Which seemed really great and everything at first, but then they started to notice discrepencies in stuff that they did not notice at first. The woman had a pet dog, like a big mastiff, only it seemed a little strange sometimes, like it could not quite fit entirely inside of its form. Like sometimes the walls would flicker, or there would be stains where there should not be, or the furniture or the stuff hanging in the closet would seem really weird for a second, that sort of thing. Then one of them made the mistake of looking behind the shower curtain and there were a bunch of skinned bodies hanging there. So all of the sudden the illusion fell away and they realized that they were in a structure made entirely of bones and decomposing bodies and other stuff like that, the remains of people and animals and stuff. She would fed some of them to her "dog", which was actually this huge demonlike thing. So anyway, she turned out to be a pretty ooglay monster thing herself, and chased them. They jumped into the river and managed to get to their village. The mayor, who was a woman, and looked strangely... well, familiar... led an expedition to the island with a bunch of big tough guys, only when they got there the place was deserted and all of the bones and stuff were dried up. Ok, dream number two, there is this really busy police office and they are trying to catch this one serial killer dude who is responsible for a bunch of really gruesome murders. But well the police office is really busy, and they are very overworked and everything. They get this call from this one woman who seems to sort of be freaking out, there is a bunch of growling and snarling in the background that sounds like really pissed off dogs, and she is asking them to send people over. The cops are like, "We are really busy and we will send animal control, ok?" and then they hang up before she can say anything. So the woman's stranded on the bed with her two kids, and she DOES own a doberman, only it is sort of dead right now because she is being attacked by evil vicious snarling demon-babies. And one of them goes after her kid so she winds up wrestling with it and it sinks its teeth into her arm. So the cops are looking at this newspaper clipping later on, and the headline is "Woman And Children Found Dead In Bedroom, Eaten". And they chalk it up to this serial-killer who is been going around. They just cannot seem to catch the guy.